Diary of a Drowning Heart//Dazai Osamu

'If each day is a countdown to the deadline of your passing, is it worth enjoying? Life is like a ticking time bomb. Or should he cherish every moment, every memory, before he and whatever legacy he leaves behind vanish like a wisp of smoke? The countless laughs, head-nods, and forced smiles he'd put on as entertainment for other people was exhausting and upsetting. And he didn't know if it was worth it in the end.

Is there really any value to this thing we call living?